I have a friend (my family's usual response to this statement is You have a friend?!? as if me having a friend is like me having a fire-breathing unicorn for a pet) who started this tradition that on Tuesdays as a protest to winter (because winter comes early and often in Logan, Utah) he would wear shorts. He called this tradition Toasty Tuesdays. It was something that I, as someone who can't handle the cold in the slightest, was unable to do. The one time I did it went something like this:
Scene: My house preparing to leave for school.
* pauses at the door, and takes a deep breath. Then opens the door*
Me: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! IT'S SO COLD!!!!!!!
*slams door shut and goes to change clothes*
End Scene
So as you can see from my reaction. Toasty Tuesday was not my thing, but it become something of a phenomenon in which people would watch as he made his way across campus wearing a t-shirt and shorts.
Unknowingly, I decided to do the same this year. My Tuesdays are now called, "Terror Tuesdays" .
I have the worst schedule in which I spend less than ten minutes at my home for 12 hours. Here is my schedule for the day:
9:00-9:30 wake up, get ready go to the library
9:40-10:20 work on homework for the day
10:30-11:20 first class
11:30-2:30 go to work
3:00-4:15 second class
4:30-7:00 work again
7:00-9:00 third class
9:30 arrive home and fall exhausted on my bed. sleep comes immediately.
It's the worst day in the history of days, always made more complicated because things like my RS president calling me and saying lets do visit teaching! And me foolishly saying OK!
I definitely need a new brain.
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